Tasting Joy
Today I tasted joy.
If fact I tasted my way through the whole day.
Not full course offerings or overindulgent dessert platters,
Just a quiet time, my housecoat, china mug and me.
My husband was here somewhere.
Occasionally he passed by my peripheral vision, nibbling quietly.
I enjoyed solitude, a quiet time with kindle stories and laptop friends,
A catch up time, soup simmering in crockpot time, a memory stone time.
I don’t know what tomorrow brings, and I am content in the moment.
Today I tasted joy.
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